Date: Mon, 2 Mar 2009 23:23:02 -0800
From: Dave David
Subject: Getting in Shape is Worth it, Part 4
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This is my first story and I welcome any comments or suggestions.
(To all those that have sent me comments and suggestions I thank you. I have
tried to take all of them into consideration and while some of you may feel
I have ignored you I want you to know that in the next part or so I will
answer provide some of the answers to the things that have not been clear up
until now. Please feel free to continue to remind me of errors or
omissions.)
Dave
Part 4
It was Wednesday again and time for my next workout. I was starting to
consider my workouts the highlight of my week. And yes, I had been giving
thought to ho I could help out Hung and I really felt I had something to
offer. We completed our usual Wednesday workout and the time seemed have
just flown by. At the end of the workout I asked Hung to sit on the couch
with me so we could chat. I explained to him my feeling about Monday night.
I wanted him to know once more that his confessions had not in any way
changed how I felt about him and felt that I had come up with a way to help
him out. I reminded him that we had never done with another guy but as
friend we could maybe help one another. I told him that I had never done
anything sexual with another guy nor had I ever thought I wanted to. On the
other hand, I found him very sexy and just might want to experience what
guys might do together. I also let him know that I would never consider
doing this with a stranger but as I considered Hung to be a good friend I
could trust him. I then let Hung know that I had seen him naked, I had seem
hard, and I had even seen him in tears and none of that made me want to
consider him less of a friend. I could be that best friend he did not have
as a young teen to experiment with.
Hung started to open his mouth and I stopped him by gently putting my
fingers over his lips. I told him I did not want an answer now. He was too
good a friend to let anything I might be suggesting affect our friendship. I
wanted him as a friend first. If after he had time to think about he was
still interested we could discuss it on Friday. He was very silent now as I
headed for home. What I never told Hung was that I now wanted an excuse to
get my hand on that ripped body of his but at the same time I wanted to do
this because it was what he wanted. Every night I returned home now I could
not help but rush to the bathroom and shoot a load. I still loved my wife
but Hung just made me so hard.
Friday night arrived before I thought it should but no i was not early; it
was my obsession with his answer that made the two day just fly by. What
would he decide? Would we still be friends? Would this be my last workout
with him? I had something else to share tonight. Would it make a difference?
When I knocked on his door a was invited in everything seemed the same with
us but I knew I could not wait even an hour for his answer so I decided to
drop my bomb right away. I let Hung know that I would respect his decision,
whatever it was, but that I wanted him to know that my wife had gone to
visit her sick sister for two weeks and if he was interested we could start
that night. Hung looked us at me then and said thank you. Yes I want to do
this. But you need to get in shade so let's start the workout! I was pleased
to see that while he was speaking so gruffly there seemed to be a small
smile at the corners of him mouth. He really did want this!
It was a very different workout this time. Yes I did all the right exercises
but at the same time I took every opportunity I could to rub up against him
and he seemed to be doing the same thing too. We tried not to notice that
even before the first half had passed we were both hard and starting to
drip. Cardio had never been my favorite part of the workout session but it
sure was different on that bike with an extra handlebar between my legs. But
like and "true men" we stuck with it until the workout was over. At that
point I turned to Hung and asked if he was sure. He could only nod so I told
since he had made me sweat so much and now wanted my body we had better get
in the shower so he could wash me. His jaw just dropped and then he smiled
and we were off to his bathroom. I climbed into the shower and stood there.
He looked at me one more time and asked if I was sure. At this point I could
only nod.
Once the water was the right temp he moved me under the gentle stream to get
wet from head to toe then I was in for my next surprise. It was shampoo
time. I may not have told you that I no longer have all the hair I once had
but he didn't let that stop him. What hair I had got a great shampoo but my
whole scalp got a great massage. I was enjoying the attention so much I even
forgot about his naked body and my hardon when down at least for a while.
Then out with the shower gel. By now I had closed my eyes because I did not
want to influence his next step so he turned me around with my back to him
and started to massage gel into my neck and shoulders. It brought back
memories of my massage a few weeks ago. I would have collapsed to the floor
but then he would have stopped. From there he moved down the outside of my
upper arms continuing to add more gel to my body. Then back to my back and
those gentle hands continued to knead more gel into my lower back and ass
cheeks as his hand crept lower and lower. At that point I wondered if he
would explore the crack but he did not. He turned me around and grabbed my
left hand with even more gel and caressed his way up that arm back to the
shoulder and made those same moves up the other arm.
Let me tell you that by this time I was hard again and dripping. I had never
felt anything so sexy in all my life. Then to me amazement he even to more
gel and started to lather my face including my goatee. What an awesome guy!
>From there it was onto my neck ever massaging my throat as he worked his way
to my chest. I thought I knew what to expect now because I had already
learned to play with my nipples when I jacked off. This was a true caress
and now I had the pecs to play with. While I had lost the gut I had
increased my chest measurement by over 2 ½ inches to a pleasing 44 inches so
far. I wanted to moan and cry out as he caressed my hairy chest and lightly
pinched my nipples but had promised myself that I would keep quiet. I wanted
Hung to explore my body as he wanted with no prompting moan and groans from
me. That was proving to be much harder than I thought. Now his hands were
sliding into each armpit caressing the hollow and tugging on the tufts of
hair found under each arm. Down he moved running those hand of his over my
abdomen but ignoring my cock and balls. I had never remembered being so
hard.
Hung dropped to his knees at this point and starting with the first foot did
his magic up the first leg to the thigh sliding his hand between my legs and
up the crack to my hole; circling around and pressing just enough for his
finger tip to slide inside. I had to almost bite my lip to keep quiet at
that point my groin thrust forward with my hard member aiming to impale him
except he dropped his head and his hands back down towards the other foot.
Then up the other foot and leg and back to my hole to pop that finger tip
back in again. In all that time Hung had not once touched my cock or ball
sack yet I felt ready to cum right now.
I heard that familiar squirt of the shower gel a braced myself for what I
knew was next. One soapy hand reached up to fondle my ball sack while the
other lightly grabbed the mushroom shaped head and slid fingers around its
ridge. I could no longer contain a moan at this point my knees were weak and
I placed one hand on his head to hold myself steady. It was hard to believe
that Hung had never done this before. The second moan escaped my lips as he
slid his hand down the shaft to connect with the hand still fondling the
ball sack. Not stopping there that same hand continued between my legs to
again find my hole. This time he hid not stop with a finger tip but slit
that finger in well past the first knuckle. While that finger was moving in
and out the other hand was now sliding up and down my shaft.
At this point I would have been I would have been holding that rod tightly
as I pistoned that hand quickly up and down but Hung was using the lightest
of touches and a slow movement feeling every ridge and vein. I could no
longer control my voice and cried out his name as I moaned yet again. That
gentle action while the finger of the other hand fucked my ass was more than
I could handle and I yelled that I was cumming. Upon hearing that Hung
increased the speed and pressure of his hand while he drove the finger of
his other hand as far up my ass as it would go. I final groan escaped my
lips as I released at least six shots from the end of my cock with the first
two hitting him in the neck and the rest running down his chest.
At that point Hung stood up wrapped his arms around may a lay his head on my
still soapy shoulder and was in tears as continued to hold as tight as he
could while he whispered thank you over and over again. I let him rest
there until was able to compose himself which took at least another 5
minutes. He then looked at me and grinned telling I could rinse off now. I
then reminded him that since he put all that shampoo and gel on me he would
have to take it off. Neither realized how erotic the rinsing would be. Here
I had just cum but before ever a third of the soap was off I was just as
hard as before. There could also be another reason for that. When he put the
gel on he was stand back using his hand but at rinse time he had me start by
kneeling in front of him holding his hips while he rinsed my head neck and
shoulders giving me a perfect view of his crotch. Then he stood me up and
rinsed my back by moving up so we were chest to chest and reaching around my
back to rinse my back and cup my ass pushing our crotches together. Hung got
side boldness from somewhere. This was no shy young guy anymore. He then
turned me around driving his crotch between my ass cheeks while he reached
around to rinse my front. Yes I was hard again!
But this was not to be like last time. Now it was more like a regular
jack-off session for me. His left hand was again fondling and squeezing my
ball while his right hand had a tight grip on the middle of the shaft and
was sliding that layer of skin up and down. The first method was hot because
it was new to me but this was just as hot because it was the way I liked it
but the hand belonged to someone else. This allowed my hands the freedom to
explore my chest and pinch my nipples. Wow! I was in heaven! I felt no need
to be silent and between moans I was able to cry faster, faster and remind
him to hold that shaft tighter while he pulled on my ball sack. It was only
a couple of moments before I was again shooting across the shower with as
much force as last time. This 58 year old body had not had two orgasms that
strong and that close together in more than a decade.
I turned to my young friend and asked if he needed release as well only to
be informed that he had already cum three times in the shower and I had not
even noticed. I asked how that could have happened as I never saw him touch
his cock to be told that he got so hot exploring my body that that was
enough to set his off. When we were finally rinsed off we got out of the
shower and toweled each other dry. That might have been erotic and may be
another time but we felt complete and this act was just like helping a
friend.
Once dry I turned to Hung and asked if I should get dressed and go home of
if he wanted me to spend the night. As I suspected his response was to point
at bedroom and gently slap my ass. So off I went to his bed while he turned
out the lights in the living room and exercise room. Then he joined me in
his bed lay with his head resting on my shoulder our arms curled around each
other and we drifted off to sleep.
End of Part 4
This is my first story. So I welcome your comments and suggestions.
Dave
Davey1950@gmail.com